What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I always had dreams and aspiration to go to the stars. At least this way by writing SciFi books it feels like I did. Since childhood I've been drawn to tell stories.

How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
I had started a comic book and I had some of my characters in there. Most of them came as I wrote the book as a pantser style author.

Book Sample
Chase was standing on the edge of the canyon. The air was warm, brushing his hair and face gently, enveloping him like a blanket. He felt at peace, relaxed. As light as a feather, floating on a soft wind. His mind had expanded beyond his body as he took in the magnificent view of the russet canyons and the burning night sky above. The three moons were almost perfectly aligned with the giant, ringed planet suspended in the distance.

As he gazed out at the abyss, he felt the steady rise and fall of his chest. His breath came slowly and purposefully. His mind was empty, filled with nothing but the flawless view and his own steady pulse. It was in this state of perfect balance, as the rest of the universe seemed to fall away, that he felt her coming back to him.

Sarah. His beloved.

His heart warmed with the very thought. She appeared just as he remembered. Her brilliant, crimson hair flowing in the wind, eyes shining with the light of the moons. She looked like magic. Like endless possibility. Like a future he desired above anything else.

Chase was standing on the edge of the canyon. The air was warm, brushing his hair and face gently, enveloping him like a blanket. He felt at peace, relaxed. As light as a feather, floating on a soft wind. His mind had expanded beyond his body as he took in the magnificent view of the russet canyons and the burning night sky above. The three moons were almost perfectly aligned with the giant, ringed planet suspended in the distance.
As he gazed out at the abyss, he felt the steady rise and fall of his chest. His breath came slowly and purposefully. His mind was empty, filled with nothing but the flawless view and his own steady pulse. It was in this state of perfect balance, as the rest of the universe seemed to fall away, that he felt her coming back to him.
Sarah. His beloved.
His heart warmed with the very thought. She appeared just as he remembered. Her brilliant, crimson hair flowing in the wind, eyes shining with the light of the moons. She looked like magic. Like endless possibility. Like a future he desired above anything else.
Time seemed to suspend as he passed his fingers slowly through her rippling hair. At first, she’d been lost in the view, but at his touch, she turned to him with a radiant smile.
His heart began to hammer in his chest, growing stronger with each pulse as he gazed in loving admiration at her celestial body. Stronger and stronger it grew, swelling his chest with the weight of his emotions.
But then, all at once, it was too strong.
Chase clutched at his chest as the rhythmic beats sharpened to excruciating pain. His breath caught in his throat and he reached out automatically to Sarah for help.
But Sarah was no longer there.
Her body remained frozen painfully in place against the beautiful horizon, but it was not the Sarah that Chase knew and loved.
Her sallow skin was tinted deathly gray and her beautiful green eyes had filled with the darkest black. It was like looking into a void.
All that remained was a shadow, a mere echo of what used to be. Chase’s eyes grew wide with fright and dread as he began to feel that hopeful future fading away.
Then, all at once, the pain and pounding in his chest subsided. Had his heart just stopped?! He stared at Sarah in a blind panic, unable to understand what was going on.
“Sarah!” he cried. “What’s happening?!”
She turned her head with a strange, jerking motion that was not entirely human. The bone-cracking echo that followed made Chase’s blood run cold. He longed to stop her. To stop her before there was nothing left to save, but she continued turning toward him, shattering what sounded like every bone in her body. She opened her mouth, as if to scream, but instead, a bright red light shot out of it, blinding Chase and burning his face.
“Why, Chase?” she asked in a voice like Sarah’s, but deeper. “Why did you do this to me?”
Chase shook his head in horror. “What did I do?”
As if to answer, she drifted off the ledge and levitated in the air in front of him. He tried desperately to get to her, but she was just out of reach. Her body started shivering, each motion crushing another bone, each one sending cold shivers down Chase’s spine.
Something was about to end here. Something was going very wrong.
Then, without warning, she threw back her head with the most earth-shattering, heart-wrenching screech Chase had ever heard. It sounded as if it was coming from the very depths of hell. Her body began bleeding the red light—it exploded out of the cracks in her ashen skin before Chase’s eyes—ripping her to pieces until suddenly…
All that was left of his beautiful Sarah was gone.
As he fell to his knees, Chase heard another scream, this one decidedly animal. It hardly seemed possible that the sound could have come from him, but his throat burned as if the noise had dug its claws in before it was ripped out into the air. Tears streamed down his face, smearing the lingering ashes that clung to his cheeks, and he curled his fingers into fists so hard they made his hands bleed.
There was no controlling this rage. No caging the fury that ran coursing through his veins. Teeth grinding and eyes closed, he screamed out for release, unleashing the full power of that unimaginable rage on the heavens above.
Canyons exploded, water rushed into the air. The ground started shaking and breaking apart beneath him. The three moons exploded in quick succession while the giant, ringed planet cracked in two before shattering to dust.
I need to control this, he thought desperately. I need to make it stop!
But he had lost all control over what was left of his mind. It was pure darkness now. Pure hate. He could feel his own personal hell overtake him.
Until suddenly, he thought of her again.
With every bit of energy he had left, he conjured an image of Sarah in his mind. A frozen picture from happier times back on Earth. Times when her eyes were green, not black, and the radiant sun caught in her hair.
The blackness in his mind began to recede, little by little. His consciousness returned to him as the hate and anger dissipated slowly away. When he felt he could stand it, he dared to open his eyes.
What he saw made no sense to him.
There was simply nothing left. The ground he was standing on had vanished. As had the rest of the planet and its three moons. He was floating in space. Drifting helplessly amongst a sea of shards from the planet he’d destroyed and faceless bodies that looked like shadows.
What—just happened?
Chase looked around in horror as an overwhelming feeling of dread settled in the pit of his stomach.
Had he done this? Had he just destroyed an entire solar system? It wasn’t possible…
Tiny, weightless tears poured from his eyes before losing themselves amongst the debris in the blackness of space.
This can’t be happening. It can’t be happening.
He repeated the silent mantra again and again.
I couldn’t have done this. And Sarah has to be alive. She can’t just be gone…
One of the tears landed upon what looked like a tiny hand made out of glass. Upon impact, the hand began to solidify before Chase’s very eyes—hardening and coloring itself until he was staring into the grave face of Aphroditis.
Chase stared at her in horror, fighting the urge to hide his face. He didn’t want to ask, but he had to. He had to know. “Did I do this?”
Her sad eyes looked back at him with pity. “Such is the power of the Fury, Chase. Without control, it can destroy everything in its path.”
Chase’s eyes flickered wildly around, resting on the debris of the shattered planet. “But this? I didn’t mean to do any of this.”
“Of course you didn’t,” she said kindly. “But the loss of your beloved sent you into an uncontrollable spiral of hate and rage—unleashing the Fury inside you.”